𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐄 | Lorelei Keller is having a hard time coping. First her parents divorced and her mother left, and now her father is forcing her to move to a little town in Indiana. She doesn't want to be bitter about it, but there is no way to...
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"I'VE BEEN THINKING-"
"That can't be good," Erica mused beside Lorelei.
"No, seriously," Lorelei put her index finger up, her brows scrunched. "Do you guys think that we would get like, a Medal of Honor or some shit? I mean, If we manage to pull this off."
"If we manage to pull this off, I wouldn't mind the title of hero," Dustin shrugged.
"It would help with the ladies," Lorelei patted Dustin's head with a grin.
Dustin fixed his hat before looking back at Lorelei, his expression nearly appalled by what she had just said. "I don't need that, Lora-" he huffed. "I have Suzie already."
"Right..." Lorelei spoke slowly, her eyes avoiding any type of eye contact with Dustin.
She focused back on the task at hand, her fingers moving the screwdriver that Dustin had so charitably bestowed upon her to use. With one last flick of the wrist, the last screw that was holding the vent opening closed popped off its place.
Lorelei smiled to herself before she carefully raised the lid, her eyes peeking out to ensure that no one could see her. When she deemed it was safe, Lorelei placed the lid to the side on the floor, her eyes looking over everything around her as she lifted her body out of the vent. It looked like those vials that they had seen in the elevator were all around, and her brows scrunched as she took it all in.
"Jackpot," Dustin whispered beside her.
As Dustin and Erica walked down the small steps in front of them, Lorelei quietly approached one of the vials, her eyes stuck on the bright green liquid. She reached her fingers out, touching the glass carefully as her mind struggled to discover everything she was so curious to know.
"Can you even drive?" She heard Erica speaking, which instantly pulled her out of her thoughts.
"How hard can it be? Max did it-" Dustin jumped into the cargo car in front of him, and Lorelei hastily approached them with her hands on her waist.
"Um- what do you think you're doing?" She asked, brows raised.
As Dustin reached for the ignition, and promptly realized that there was no key, Lorelei eased her hands off her waist, her worry ceasing.
"Did you really think they'd just leave the keys there?" Erica sassed.
"There's gotta be a spare," he replied, hand reaching every corner of the vehicle as he searched.
